sort-of voice-test for a sort-of oc.

[scryinghope]

Please don't.

Yes, I know that won't stop you. I don't even need to be in your head to know that. I also happen to know that a little bit of pleading will at least make you feel guilty while you put me through all the things you're planning.

You see? It worked. At least now I can suffer with the petty vindictiveness of knowing that a fictional character made you feel bad. I'm like that on occasion.

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[scryinghope]

Up until they start acting like perfectly badly-adjusted and emotionally unhealthy human beings.

[skeletonenigma]

You can always pretend they're acting.

[scryinghope]

Then I'd have to ask more questions. Like why they're acting. I'm a detective too, Skulduggery. Just a more specialised one than you are.

[skeletonenigma]

Well, if you're refusing to live in blissful ignorance, then you can hardly blame anyone else for your dissatisfaction, can you?

[scryinghope]

When did I say I'm blaming anyone else? I'm assuaging my dissatisfaction by watching Rover make a fool of himself. Even the angels have started laying bets.

[skeletonenigma]

Refresh my memory. Wasn't Heaven supposed to be a peaceful paradise free of all conflict and hardship?

[scryinghope]

'Supposed to be'? Skulduggery. Wherever are you getting the idea that it isn't?

[skeletonenigma]

You know, I'm not sure. Perhaps from the peanut-throwing. Or the fact that Rover had to take four years to dig himself out of a really thick cloud. Or that you're reluctant to run into Metatron, or to have Metatron find out who's really been stealing all his quills, or that when Rover crossed him he was strung up and publicly embarrassed on the Pearly Gates. Where was I supposed to get the idea that it was?

[scryinghope]

The part where we're obviously having the time of our afterlives, aside from the nagging reminder of unfinished business back on Earth.

[skeletonenigma]

What unfinished business? You're dead. We can handle the rest.

[scryinghope]

Yes, you're handling it all with extreme grace and fortitude. Say hello to Dexter for us.

[skeletonenigma]

I can handle the rest. I can't speak for Dexter. Although I will say he's gotten better about things recently.

[scryinghope]

This coming from the skeleton who refused to admit to his friends that he might need help in being not evil. Yes, I can see your handling skills, Skulduggery.

[skeletonenigma]

To be fair, by the time I realised being evil actually was a concern, I'd stopped caring. Also to be fair, can you name anything else I haven't handled with aplomb?

[scryinghope]

Does it matter in which universe it happened?

[skeletonenigma]

To a reasonable extent.